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I No Longer Sleep.... 

A natural sleep.

Once the bottles empty.

I take a short course, in death!

Slipping, into the void.

Swallowed up, by the darkness. 

Numbness, filling the body.

Shutting down the brain.

Serene I die, or is it sleep?

I think, it’s what, deaths .....like.

And I often wish.

That’s where, I’d .....remain.

Lost in the land

Of 

No further dreams....

Giajl © Jim Love